Thursday, August 7, 2014

Story Time

My sister told me a story about her friend who lives down the street from a cemetery:

Her friend bought a house down the street from the
cemetery and a couple years later she and her husband started noticing
bubbles forming in the epoxy floor of their garage. They had builders
out who discovered that under their house is
a natural spring and the water had caused damage (and epoxy bubbles).
So they had the floor dug up and the garage, basement, and foundation
redone.

And under the foundation they found miscellaneous horseshoes, pottery, tombstones, and, oh oh, not to mention several BODIES. Evidently their property was part of the cemetery back in the 1900s. The bodies were supposed
to be moved when the land was re-zoned, but evidently
someone fell down on that job.

So, what would you do in this situation?
(Move, right? You’d have to move.)

Apparently the land/remains/odds and ends were
deemed as not historically significant, so the builders diverted the spring
water to the neighbor’s yard for their garden, and then DUG THE
FOUNDATION DEEPER, TOSSED IN THE BODIES AND CEMENTED
OVER EVERYTHING. And then told my sister's friend afterward.

Me: “OHMYGOD.”

Sis: “Right? I couldn’t make this up. It’s like the legless man who robbed the bank in Crescent City.”

Me: WHAT?

Sis: Oh, there was a legless man who robbed the
bank in Crescent City. I don’t know why he didn’t just pay someone to
drive him away because he got away with 35,000 dollars but then he
waited for the bus and they had to lower the handicap
lift for him since he was in a wheelchair.